I've had a skin tag on my nuts from as early as I remember, Like I swear being like won tuh years old and having a skin tag on my nuts.
Recently I've been feeling weird about it, like I keep thinking it is talking shit about me now because I'm poor. I used to be able to shave my nuts and bathe them in coconut oils and tanning beds and the finest thai massages...
Now...
They bathe in rural water sourced from a swamp, soap from the dollar store, women from the scrap yard!
And this ugly skin tag remains, mocking me. "We wuz kangs!" it screams, the tribal testosterone radiating from within the sack.
My nuts are abused and living in poverty. The skin tag is like living in a trailer park with a 1980's IROC Camaro on blocks with a smashed window in your RV parked next to it. Fixing having a big ol' skin tag will go a long way to feeling like you have some healthy momentum, because your wedding tackle will never look nice shaved while you have some ugly, asymmetric flesh-bit sticking out. Totally un-Kanye.
You can't have rich nuts when they look like a junk yard, useless skin just chillin' unabated, nobody to check if they belong there. Open borders and anyone can come in and claim you're shit.
( not my nuts )
